"Arrogance!"

Sideways, rushing forward, breaking through the spatial barrier, the black figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ran, holding his two long swords, the three suspended swords turned into black streamers and flew, cutting everything, air, earth, everything close to the range of the sword shadow was cut by this force.

The twin swords slashed straight up with amazing fluctuations, towards Ye Ran's body, cutting towards Ye Ran's body without hesitation.

The criss-crossing streamers blocked every retreat of Ye Ran, any retreat that had already been calculated by condensing most of the remaining strength.

So it's confident.

There is nothing to be modest about having reached the extreme power of this world, after all, it is in charge of all the operations of this world, and in fact, it is not wrong at all to say that it is the 'god' of this world.

It laughs.

Then a white swaying sword body destroyed this smile, the sword rose, the sword intent that was originally just a faint cold intent was now a kind of chill that made people tremble, and the terrifying aura that seemed to freeze everything swept away, that was the sword intent, that was Ye Ran's sword intent.

The white crystals were generated from the trajectory of the sword's blade, and with a leisurely stride forward, the fourteen swords came out with their hands.

And then there were fourteen swords.

In an instant, a dazzling and completely different fourteen swords were born from Ye Ran's hands.

Each sword has its own unique charm.

Bite!

The sound of the exchange was generated, and the distorted smile on its face had not yet passed, and it had already summoned its three long swords with a stiff face, constantly defending against the seemingly endless swords in Ye Ran's hand.

Sword after sword.

Each sword came down on it almost simultaneously, and it took a lot of energy to defend it alone.

calculated, after the trajectory of each sword is calculated, it can be listed as the optimal route.

Impossible!

It's incomprehensible.

It couldn't understand the amount of power that Ye Ran was holding.

Ye Ran's peculiar swordsmanship was incomprehensible.

How could there be a human force that exceeded its computing power?

It's just a human being.

The sword qi was wanton, and the originally extremely sharp sword qi was led by the sword intent to be even more terrifying, each sword brought a great sense of crisis to the holy stone seed, although Ye Ran's sword intent was terrifying before, it was still an acceptable range for it, why could it be so terrifying just by accepting all his memories?

It doesn't understand.

So it couldn't understand at all what all the sword intent was.

It is a power that can be sharpened with the experience of life, and it is more and more powerful and terrifying.

Sword intent, the artistic conception of the sword.

What is artistic conception?

Idealism only.

The things that the swordsman carried in his life were entangled, and after years of fermentation, he produced a state of mind.

Rise from the heart, move from the will, come out of the spirit, and cut the sword.

This is sword intent.

Ye Ran's sword at this moment was loaded with his past life, the people he killed, and the people he saved. Everything came together to catalyze his sword intent into a near-mature idea.

How could the Seed of the Holy Stone, which was distorted by darkness, be able to understand what was on Ye Ran's sword.

The black mist that slapped on his face was so cold, this mist was extremely corrosive, but a layer of misty white light protected Ye Ran's body, which was the sword qi generated by the sword cultivation technique running at full speed.

Suddenly, the boy's sword stopped.

The endless stretch of sword suddenly stopped.

The Sacred Stone Seed took advantage of the retreat and got out of Ye Ran's attack range, although it was a little puzzled by Ye Ran's behavior, it still let go of the dual swords in its hand, allowing the five long swords to levitate above its head, and folded its hands, ready to use long-range attacks against Ye Ran.

But at this time, Ye Ran suddenly moved again.

In the surprised eyes of the other party, inch by inch, he raised the long sword in his hand.

The eyes became more and more indifferent, those bright eyes were filled with a palpitating brilliance, the aura on the sword was permeated, and a rhyme that made the Extreme Holy Stone Seed extremely uncomfortable slowly spread.

And what!

But then it saw something that surprised it.

A wound appeared on Ye Ran's body.

An inexplicable wound.

First on the shoulders, a bright red on the shoulders that were not broad slowly seeped out of the white clothes.

And with every inch of his long sword raised, a blood stain appeared on Ye Ran's thin body.

Backlash?

But looking at the other party's brighter and brighter eyes, the Sacred Stone Seed overturned his thoughts again, and his scarlet eyes narrowed, regardless of what Ye Ran wanted to do, take advantage of the moment to carry out a tentative attack first!

Above!

Well?

The Seed of the Holy Stone, who gave the order to his weapon, did not receive a response from his own weapon, and looked up in confusion, only to see that the magic sword that was originally suspended above his head was now a human like a human who had encountered something terrible, standing in the air and trembling.

Really shivering!

It clearly saw that the magic sword was constantly shaking over there, and no matter how much it used its mind to control the long sword with floating black runes, the answer given by the long sword was that it fell into the sea without any response.

Damn, what's going on?

The faint and ethereal sword intent diffused, different from the fierce just now, but hovering over this field with thoughts that ordinary people could not touch.

Zheng...

The swords that landed on the ground began to vibrate at the same time, whether it was the longsword drawn by the soldier who had stopped moving, the longsword still in the scabbard of the players, or the rapier that Asuna held in her hand.

Resonance.

Looking at the frequency at which all the swords vibrated every inch Ye Ran raised, these two words appeared in everyone's minds.

From the beginning of the four meshes, everything deviated from the expected trajectory of the Holy Stone Seed.

The Seed of the Holy Stone raised its hand to hold one of the magic swords, since these swords refused its order at this moment, then it was up to it to personally kill Ye Ran under this great opportunity.

It's so heavy!

The Sacred Stone Seed that had just held the hilt of the sword was sinking in his hand, and the long sword, which was originally as light as nothing, brought a great sense of weight at this time.

Bite.

The tip of the sword smashed into the ground and smashed a small hole, but in this kind of situation, it was a little difficult to even hold it, how to deal with Ye Ran.

Release the magic sword, make a move with your right hand, since you can't use a sword, then use other weapons!

A spear flew into her hand, and a large number of black runes spread over the originally ordinary spear at the moment of touching her hand, and black ripples kept floating on it.

Stepping, throwing, the spear broke through the air, and instantly appeared in front of Ye Ran.

Syllable.

An inexplicable force was born out of thin air in the other party's gaze, and this material was just an ordinary spear that smashed into this force and shattered it instantly.

At a fixed glance, it was Ye Ran's sword that was raised to the highest unconsciously.

The warm atmosphere spreads.

But it's so suffocating.

Everyone looked at the long sword, and for a moment it was as if they saw a huge scythe around their necks, and the faint grim reaper seemed to surround them with a cold that almost made them curl up.

What is that?

Ye Ran whispered the answer to them.

"Fifteen swords."